 | Joanna Bull, Colleen McKenna - Computers - 2004 - 228 pages
...thicket. and the fruittree wild: White hawthom. and the pastoral eglantine: Fast fading violets covered up in leaves: And mid-May's eldest child. The coming...wine. The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. 3 frseeeeeeeefronnnng train somewhere whistling the strength those engines have in them like big giants... | |
 | John R. Strachan - 2003 - 218 pages
...eglantine;38 Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose,39 full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. 50 6 Darkling40 1 listen; and, for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd... | |
 | John C. Hampsey - Philosophy - 2004 - 236 pages
...thicket, and the fruit-tree wild; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming...wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. (1l.42-50) At the end of the ode, Keats actually deconstructs key Romantic tenets such as imagination... | |
 | Deborah Forbes - Literary Criticism - 2004 - 260 pages
...thicket, and the fruit-tree wild; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming...dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves.26 What has been achieved is not exactly union with the nightingale, nor is it a poetry of pure... | |
 | Geoffrey O'Brien, Billy Collins - Poetry - 2007 - 778 pages
...endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose,...wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. Darkling I listen; and, for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft... | |
 | 2006 - 346 pages
...seasonable month endows White hawthorn, and the pastoral23 eglantine24; Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming...wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. 8 Forlorn! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self! Adieu! the fancy... | |
 | Diane Ravitch, Michael Ravitch - Literary Collections - 2006 - 512 pages
...thicket, and the fruit-tree wild; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast-fading violets covered up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child The coming...wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. VI Darkling I listen; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Called him soft... | |
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I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild... 
